The Moment
"So with any luck, we'll be ready to debut in about a month or so, right? I'm speculating here, correct me if I'm wrong." My pen was tapping against my thigh under the desk where my laptop was perched open. The spreadsheet I was looking at seemed to be running me close to ten million dollars in preventive insurance and extra security housing features.
"Yes, I have my team working overtime to get this done as efficiently as possible, Mrs. Greene. Nothing for you to worry about." Emily reassured me from the other end of the line. My phone was perched on a phone stand beside my laptop where my engineers face was smiling at me through the screen. My face on the smaller square was almost invisible to me, but that was just because I wasn't looking.